Romans & histoires Harry And Hermione Fanfiction

I hugged her, a simple yet comforting hug. "I got myself into this situation, and you're coming again to clean my mess. How far would your love go to save me from drowning in failure?" she whispered as she gently caressed my back. "Even though I want to come with you, I'm still thinking of Harry. I understand him, and he's just sad." "Will you still think of that if you ever found out what Harry did?" --- George's POV. Harry... he really do that? "Harry's obsession with you is silently killing me. I can't just stand and watch until you lose a drop of your blood. You're coming with me whether you like it or not," he whispered and pulled me out of the library, as slowly as possible.

” “Yeah, replied Ruke, “looking everywhere but her face, “so would you like to go on a date with me?” Hermione shrugged, pretending indifference but feeling rather warm inside. “I don’t have a choice, do I? Yeah, I’ll go with you,”and she added “tonight." Ruke beamed at her,then ever so slowly,he moved towards her ,took her hands and pulled her down into the water. Hermione was not expecting this,so she did not have time to avoid it. She swam to the surface gasping for air. Ruke bellowed with laughter, Hermione was riled up,she flew at him and a fight ensued.

after Arosh said she headed to sleep and Harry went up also. Arosh then constrained herself to close her eves and ao to rest. The following day she and Harry went to class together while clasping hands, the understudies took a gander at them and couldn't completely accept that that Harry had a sweetheart as of now. As they strolled, Harry murmured to her. "Try not to mind them." "OK." she said momentarily. Then, at that point, Harry took her to their study hall, Fanky was astounded to see both of them clasping hands.

EPISODE HUNDRED AND TWENTY TWO THEME: Signals MOON STONE FORTRESS Ron groaned heavily like he was in pain. “Why in the world do you always turn up in an overtly dramatic manner?” Hermione blow at her nails, bumping at Lorelei as she sat next to her. "Because I am who I am." "Where is Harry? I thought you both were coming together." Claire said as she stretched her hand out to pick Lorelei’s drink.

Behind her, she could feel the weight of a hundred stares, all waiting for Rhys Huxley to humiliate the woman who’d dared to claim him. She stopped before him. He didn’t move. He just looked at her with those dark, unreadable eyes. Slowly, Hermione reached up, grabbed his collar, pulled him down, and crashed her lips against his. The crowd gasped. Dean let out a low whistle. And somewhere behind her, Sarah Granger’s jaw hit the floor.

"And without thinking, without planning it, without worrying about the fact that fifty people were watching, Harry kissed her." — Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows * M E Y W A N G | The Asian Potterhead It had been Friday night when my friends and I had gone to the club. It was a good plan to keep Hunter off my mind. I had been ignoring him since Christmas. He had sent me a dozen of texts but I refused to read or reply to them. It was better this way.